Nine

Chapter Nine

Xavier's P.O.V

I couldn't describe the anger that I felt on seeing Irene still wearing the same clothes she had on before she left. I heard Irene throwing a fit up the stairs, screaming and crying for them to leave her alone. Sounds of broken glasses echoed around the house but that wasn't my business, my gaze was fixed on the wall clock. It was two minutes remaining and if Irene wasn't out before the time lapsed, then trouble would surely ensue.

Sitting at the slave quarters was something that the servants found surprising because whenever they locked eyes with me, they stood still, quivering with their heads ducked down until I dispersed them off. "Leave me alone! I don't want to get married " Irene screamed out her lungs as she was dragged out by some servants.

The mascara on her face was smeared by the tears that streamed down her face. She was a total mess with her disheveled hair. "I tried to do my best by dressing her well but she ruined it herself. I am sorry,